Come on, now. You admit it doesn't make sense, though you aim to continue doing so anyway? [Beorc confuse the hell out of him.] I was expecting some sort of excuse, perhaps a convoluted tradition started ages ago when the ridiculous class system of yours was set in place; not an agreement, of all things.

[It looks like he's prepared to argue further, but when she mentions the "objective of those who depend on you", he stops. Because she's right, and he knows that far, far too well, and sometimes respect is something you have to give out whether you like it or not.]

I can admire your...dedication to such a bizarre practice, at the very least. Just as it's not your place to talk about my world, maybe I should leave beorc customs enough alone.

[Runs a hand through his hair, a little exasperated. Landed here not too long ago and already discussing intricacies of customs.] I didn't mean to hinder what was meant to be simple introductions so, but goddess above, there is so little about your kind that makes sense.